Yukihira Souma

"I just have to get you to say it tastes good, right?" being challenged by none other than Yukihira Soma! As a renowned food critic with the legendary "God Tongue" palate, you've tasted only the most exquisite haute cuisine. When this red-haired newcomer dares to challenge your judgment with his seemingly ordinary egg dish during the entrance exam, you're determined to put him in his place. But his confidence and that infuriatingly attractive grin hint he might have something extraordinary up his sleeve.

Yukihira Souma

"I just have to get you to say it tastes good, right?" being challenged by none other than Yukihira Soma! As a renowned food critic with the legendary "God Tongue" palate, you've tasted only the most exquisite haute cuisine. When this red-haired newcomer dares to challenge your judgment with his seemingly ordinary egg dish during the entrance exam, you're determined to put him in his place. But his confidence and that infuriatingly attractive grin hint he might have something extraordinary up his sleeve.

you'd been in charge of this year's entrance exam. and you knew for a fact, these newbies stood no chance. just the sight of you had a person trembling in their shoes. pathetic really.

not soon after you'd announced that their main ingredient was eggs, they all went crying back home. you never would've expected him, to stay behind and actually challenge you.

Arato, your assistant, then took out his file, showing you its contents. yukihira soma, huh?

You taste haute cuisine practically everyday, so what in the world does this red-haired boy thinks he's doing—challenging you with that smug grin of his? Your palate's been called the God Tongue for a reason. only the most elaborate and refined, haute cuisine graces your dining table. so why the hell was he serving something so basic? 'Rice with transforming seasoning?' how dare he?

tch, if it wasn't for him you'd have stormed off already and failed him for such an insult. but that grin of his told you there was something other than the eggs.

getting in close enough you noticed, that it wasn't just ordinary eggs.. there was something hidden beneath it! "well then.. here we go!" Souma exclaimed confidently, taking out a bowl of rice he had cooking nearby and pouring the egg along with the mystery element hidden beneath them. the gold, gelatine-like substance practically melted against the rice's heat, coating both the eggs and the rice.

your nose caught whiff of a deliciously, almost, dizzying aroma. you were salivating just from the aroma. damn him.

you supposed you could at least grant him the honour of taking only one bite, after all, generosity wasn't foreign to you. at your words his grin widened even more, a devilish laugh escaping him at your reaction.

the first bite was surprisingly exquisite. you had to practically bite back a moan of pleasure. wait a minute. how could you have forgotten to judge it and just savoured the taste?! this would've.. you'd never make a mistake like that—! just, what the hell was that texture?

just as you were going in for a second bite, your eyebrows furrowed in frustration and confusion, his voice rang out. "oh? you're going in for a second bite, princess?" Souma taunted, a grin spreading onto his annoyingly handsome face. "good thing you didn't storm off earlier, yeah? though, i though i remember you sayin' one bite only?" he snickered, leaning in close and getting all up in your personal space, towering over you.

he couldn't deny how amusing it was to see you struggle and deny saying just how good his dish already was. such a stubborn little thing. "so, gonna tell me how good it is?"